Chapter 2466: Battle in the Realm of Consciousness

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The roars of the starry sky spread across the vast universe. Ye Chen wanted to leave, but the crowd of Zhundi fought desperately to block him. Every time he entered a star domain, a fierce battle erupted, and more people died in bloodshed.

At this moment, Ye Chen was much more relaxed than before.

This relaxation meant he was no longer in a hurry to reach Xuan Huang. He had the leisure to battle the Zhundi, enjoying a sense of crushing all beings, which felt incredibly satisfying.

The Zhuxian Jian wasn't in a rush; it was waiting.

What was it waiting for? Simply for his injuries to heal.

That's right, Ye Chen had wounds—more precisely, it had wounds. That previous palm strike had mainly targeted it. There was a type of injury that even the bloodline limit couldn't heal; it was a wound beyond the emperor's path, and even an undying, indestructible state couldn't fuse it.

If not for that, he would have already charged into Xuan Huang and attacked the Ming Tu Jin Qu again.

Even with injuries, the Zhundi couldn't suppress him; they simply couldn't do it.

"Dammit."

Temperamental as Sheng Yuan Huang was, every time he swung his staff, he let out a string of curses.

It wasn't just him—every Zhundi attacking Ye Chen, whether gods, generals, emperors, Di Ji, or Yue Huang, felt an overwhelming urge to curse.

As peak Zhundi, each with immense power, they felt incredibly frustrated at not being able to land a hit. They could slaughter the Tianmo Yu Emperor, yet they couldn't take down Ye Chen.

In the distant starry sky, massive domain gates materialized one after another, with groups of figures emerging. Ren Wang and the others had arrived, coming from the side of Zangshen Gudi after hearing the thunderous sounds.

"Someone with full god-level cheats is truly a pain in the ass." Xiao Yuan Huang scratched his monkey fur fiercely. He'd seen ruthless people slaughter emperors across the heavens, but this battle was even harder than that.

Beside him, Kui Niu said nothing, though he was seething with anger. His family's seventh child was overwhelmingly dominant, having hammered his old man until he was covered in blood and bones, beating him half to death.

"In this era, is there no one who can suppress him?" The Jin Qu Shao Nian Di muttered to himself. If this kept up, the peak Zhundi of the heavens would either be worn down to death or picked off one by one. A single emperor's dark path could swallow everything, turning it all into a black hole.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The veteran cultivators around shouted in panic, as the battle's aftershocks were too massive. Waves of destructive aura were spreading, crushing the starry sky to pieces and capable of wiping out everyone present.

No one needed to be told twice; people were already fleeing at full speed, their faces pale.

Many were puzzled—after such a long and massive battle, shouldn't the two great Cheng Sheng Ti have emerged to clean up the mess? Otherwise, a catastrophe would sweep across the heavens.

As they retreated, Ming Jue and Bai Zhi both glanced toward Piaomiao and Ming Jie.

"Wait."

This word didn't come from Ming Di; it came from Ren Wang.

He remained as calm as ever, like an outsider, with his hands tucked away the whole time, merely observing. He understood the consequences clearly but couldn't speak of them.

Ming Jue and Bai Zhi turned their gazes sideways, eyeing Ren Wang. From his expression and words, it seemed he knew their secrets; otherwise, he wouldn't have said that.

Of course, Ren Wang knew. He was weak in battle but knew everything.

Bei Sheng stood quietly at his side, gazing silently, her thoughts unclear. She both hoped Ye Chen would be suppressed and wished that moment would come later, so she could see him a bit longer.

Buzz!

Amid the rumbling, another domain gate appeared, and a dozen graceful figures stepped out one after another.

It was Chu Xuan and the others. Upon hearing of Ye Chen's demonic transformation, they had opened domain gates and followed his trail all the way to this starry sky. Seeing his overwhelming demonic might, they all covered their mouths in shock.

No surprise there—their beautiful eyes were all moist. The man named Ye Chen, once the savior of the heavens, had now become a rampaging demonic god.

"How do we remove his demonic nature?" The women gathered, all looking to Ren Wang.

"Wait."

Ren Wang replied with just that single word, not glancing at their eyes, but he understood their intentions. If it meant dispelling Ye Chen's demonic nature, any one of them would sacrifice themselves without hesitation, just as Nanming Yushu had done years ago, donning bridal clothes and burying her life's splendor for him.

The women's faces turned ashen, and they asked no more.

As Ren Wang thought, if their lives were needed, no one would hesitate. If it were Ye Chen in their place, he would do the same. In the human world, there was a kind of emotion more precious than life itself.

Ren Wang waved his hand, releasing Ji Ning Shuang and handing her to Chu Xuan.

Seeing her dazed expression and empty eyes, Chu Xuan and the others covered their mouths again. She was from Yao Chi—Ye Chen's wife, the East God of Xuan Huang, a Shao Nian Di of the heavens—yet now she was like a mindless puppet, a walking corpse, devoid of her former splendor.

Ah!

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh, their lamentations endless.

One ancient Sheng Ti, one Yao Chi Xian Ti—the most dazzling pair of Shao Nian Di in the heavens—one had turned demonic, the other mindless; one sealed, the other slaughtering.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The distant battle grew even more brutal. The Zhundi of the heavens dwindled as they fought, getting dragged into black holes mid-battle, all sent there by Ye Chen.

"Dammit."

Sheng Yuan Huang's curses grew more energetic. Among so many peak Zhundi, his combat strength wasn't the highest, but his voice was the loudest, his swears the most resounding.

For his unruly behavior, Ye Chen unleashed an emperor's dark path, sending him straight into a black hole.

With that, not only Ye Chen's ears were clear, but so were the Zhundi's.

Xiao Yuan Huang twitched his mouth. Being thrown into a black hole was fine, as long as he didn't get lost. If his old man got lost, that was okay too—the emperor's weapon could return. The Sheng Yuan clan was counting on that iron staff.

"Ants, all beings are ants." Ye Chen's demonic laughter echoed through the vast starry sky. The demonic god with full god-level cheats truly dominated the heavens and earth, unstoppable.

The Zhundi struggled in battle, unafraid of direct confrontation but wary of Ye Chen's erratic movements.

While they fought, the true Ye Chen was also fighting.

In his Yishi Jie, it was dim and murky, shrouded in a black veil, with lightning flashing above and lava flowing below. Thick demonic fog surged, and within the rolling demonic aura, hideous ghosts crawled out one by one, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at him, their blood-red eyes glowing with sinister light, intent on devouring him.

Beyond that, three ghostly faces hovered there—one of Lü Tian Di Zi, one of the Shenmi Sheng Ti, and one of Mo Tian Di—twisted and flickering, each smile brimming with menace, their demonic power disrupting Ye Chen's mind.

"Get out!"

Ye Chen shouted resolutely, sweeping away the attacking ghosts with a palm, then flipping his hand to unleash a sword strike that carved out a brilliant immortal river, splitting the Lü Tian Di Zi's ghostly face in two.

However, the destroyed ghosts reformed instantly, and the bisected ghostly face healed just as quickly. The ghosts were endless, impossible to kill, and the three faces were like curses, impossible to destroy.

This was his own Yishi Jie, yet he had become the outsider.

The ghosts, the three faces, and the demonic blood sea had become the masters, constantly uniting to erase this so-called outsider and fully possess the Sheng Ti.

Ye Chen's expression darkened. Since falling into demonic transformation, he had been fighting nonstop, unsure how long it had been. Even with his deep foundation, he couldn't sustain the drain and had nearly been devoured several times.

"Fuse, fuse with me."

The Mo Tian Di ghostly face laughed sinisterly, its words like a haunting nightmare, persistent and unrelenting.

Ye Chen said nothing, stepping into the sky and slashing with his sword to split the ghostly face. In the next instant, it reformed and opened its maw wide, swallowing him whole.

"Break!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, bursting out with a sword strike, his eyes full of cold light.

To this day, he still didn't know who this ghostly face belonged to. He recognized the Lü Tian one and the Shenmi Sheng Ti one, but not this one.

Not recognizing it didn't mean it didn't exist. The so-called indestructible thoughts and Shenmi Sheng Ti's curse were minor issues; what was truly terrifying was Mo Tian Di's curse.

Ming Di and Dao Zu seemed to see this place but remained silent.

This might be a destined event in the shadows. It was fated that Di Zun would battle Mo Tian Di across reincarnation, and thus fated that Di Zun's reincarnated self would be cursed by Mo Tian Di.

A calamity had been sown years ago.

What even the two supreme beings hadn't anticipated was how fierce this calamity would be—with the fusion of red dust six paths, full activation of divine treasures' forbidden techniques, curse power, bloodline limits, and the blessing of Zhuxian Jian. Without a great Cheng Sheng Ti, who could rival him?

"Fuse, fuse with me."

The Shenmi Sheng Ti ghostly face also uttered demonic words, its laughter eerily terrifying.

"Get out!"

Ye Chen scolded sharply, swinging his sword to cleave the Shenmi Sheng Ti, only to be struck by a thunderbolt from the Mo Tian Di ghostly face, sending him plummeting from the void. Before he could steady himself, he was engulfed by the demonic blood sea, with countless ghosts and vengeful spirits swarming to devour him.

Roar!

A dragon's roar erupted as the Ba Bu Tian Long appeared, incinerating the attacking ghosts to ash. Ye Chen transformed into a golden dragon, joining forces with the Ba Bu Tian Long. The nine golden divine dragons churned the seas and rampaged wildly, intent on obliterating this dark hell completely.

Alas, all his attacks were futile. Trapped in his own Yishi Jie, he couldn't kill the endless ghosts, destroy the faces, or extinguish the demonic aura, as if doomed to eternal suffering.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The battle in the starry sky stained more blood.

The peerless demonic god shook the universe, his aura overshadowing all, slaughtering the Zhundi of the heavens until they scattered in defeat, the rolling demonic aura blocking the stars' light like an apocalyptic darkness.

"You bastard, have the guts to stand and fight!"

Kui Niu Huang roared in anger, chopping down with an axe that was overwhelmingly fierce.

His words worked—Ye Chen didn't dodge this time and took the axe head-on.

Then, Kui Niu Huang was sent flying into a black hole.

It was his own fault; both he and that monkey had voices too loud. Fighting was one thing, but cursing was another, especially from start to finish—that was just wrong.

Now, it was Kui Niu's turn to cough awkwardly. Hopefully, his old man didn't get lost.

"Boring."

Ye Chen's laughter boomed like thunder, shaking the starry sky to pieces.

From that moment, he no longer lingered in battle, heading straight for Xuan Huang. His injuries had healed, and he was going to the Ming Tu Jin Qu to settle the score with that person. Let's see if they dared to slap him away again.

"Stop him!"

The five great Tianwang of the Jin Qu shouted hoarsely, and the Zhundi dragged their blood-soaked bodies, fighting desperately to block him.

Ye Chen's lips curved slightly, his expression mocking, his eyes full of disdain like a sovereign overlooking all. He ignored the beings below, stepping through illusions to evade the emperor's attacks, dispel the sky full of formations, and shatter the cosmos with each step, leaving this star domain and vanishing from sight.

"Chase!"

Zhan Wang bellowed.

Boom!

As soon as he spoke, another rumble echoed. The vanished Ye Chen had returned—or more accurately, been struck back with immense force, crashing through countless stars along the way.